Chapter 869 - Luga
However, this fellow who seed to only be at the Rank Six True Spirit level actually wanted to go to the second floor of the Stone Pavilion. With his cultivation, he estimated that even the protective barrier on the second floor wouldn't be able to break out. To cultivators of the Rank Six True Spirit, the imnse pressure there was enough to make them collapse.
Of course, there were also new disciples who entered the "Heart Sword Stone Pavilion" for the first ti and went to higher levels to broaden their horizons.
This fellow most likely had such a goal.
After Eastern Lai ca back to his senses, he thought the sa, he did not advise anything, and after a while, Tang Huan, under everyone's gaze, entered the left side of the arch. When Tang Huan was once again on a round platform, it was as if he had entered another separate dinsion.
This space was slightly smaller than the first floor of the stone pavilion.
The round platform was covered by a white barrier, and in the center of the platform were two arched doors that connected to the first and third floors of the stone pavilion respectively. Around the round platform were also stone houses arranged in a circle. The structure of the interior was almost no different than that of the first floor of the stone pavilion.
There were also many cultivators waiting in line on this round table, but compared to the first floor, there were only a few hundred left.
Tang Huan's footsteps did not stop, as he continuously passed through the left side of the arch, heading to a higher place.
Third floor of the stone pavilion! Fourth floor of the stone pavilion! Fifth floor of the stone pavilion!
The space beca smaller and smaller as the number of cultivators waiting on the round table decreased. There were more than a hundred people on the third floor while there were only 20-30 people on the fourth floor. These people were becoming more and more powerful, especially those on the fourth floor.
On the fifth floor of the stone pavilion, other than Tang Huan who had just co up, there was no one else.
"The layout of this interior is extrely similar to the 'Heavenly Spirit Secret Realm' of the small world. I wonder how much pressure will be placed on cultivating within the fifth floor of the stone pavilion?" Tang Huan thought for a mont, then his body shot forward like lightning, after a mont, he leapt below the round platform.
"Hu!"
The mont he rushed out of the white barrier, Tang Huan felt an exceptionally majestic pressure engulfing him from all directions, it was extrely imposing, in an instant, it pierced into Tang Huan's soul with an irresistible force, as though countless sharp swords had stabbed into it at the sa ti.
After a mont, Tang Huan felt as if his soul had pierced through a thousand holes. But at this mont, the "Intangible Buddha" in the depths of his soul suddenly began to revolve slowly, the terrifying pressure instantly dissipated and his soul returned to normal.
From then on, although the pressure coming from this space was endless, it could no longer cause the slightest bit of ripples within Tang Huan's soul.
Tang Huan squinted his eyes and felt it carefully. The pressure ca wave after wave without the slightest stopping. There was no longer any sense of oppression.
"With this' Intangible Buddha ', let alone the fifth floor, even if it's the ninth floor, you can still go there easily!" Tang Huan could not help but be excited, he subconsciously wanted to return to the round platform and head to the higher levels. However, this thought had only flashed through his mind, and was already dispelled by Tang Huan.
Those on the fifth floor of the stone pavilion were definitely the top disciples of the "Pure Yang Sword Sect", the Golden Sword Sect. He was just a disciple of the silver sword with the cultivation of the Rank Six True Spirit, it was already scary enough that he could co here to cultivate. If he were to run to the ninth floor of the stone pavilion, the entire "Pure Yang Sword Sect" would think of him as a monster.
Of course, in the eyes of many "Pure Yang Sword Sect" cultivators, Tang Huan was probably already a monster.
"First, I'll cultivate in the fifth floor of the stone pavilion. After a period of ti, I'll go to the higher levels!" Not long after, Tang Huan made his decision, and casually walked forward.
"Hu!"
Right at this mont, a figure suddenly flashed out of the stone house in front of them and walked towards the round table at a leisurely pace. It was a man wearing a yellow robe and looked to be around thirty years of age.
In Tang Huan's eyes, it was like a thick sword wall was constantly pushing towards him.
"This person …." "Aweso!"
Tang Huan's mind moved, his gaze sweeping past the yellow clothed man's body. Judging from the sword token hanging on his waist, he should be a disciple of the Golden Sword Sect. However, his clothes did not have the obvious symbol like Lu Xudong's, making it difficult to determine which of the seven parts of the Pure Yang s he was a disciple of.
The distance between the two continued to grow closer and closer. The yellow-clothed man seed to be imrsed in a kind of mysterious concept, his eyes had been squinted the entire ti, as if he didn't sense Tang Huan's existence.
Tang Huan did not intentionally restrain his aura, nor did he disturb him.
A mont later, the two passed each other.
The stone houses here were all constructed to look exactly the sa. If soone was cultivating inside, the entrance would be completely shut. No one could enter from the outside unless they exited from the inside. The entrance of the empty stone house was like the entrance to the "Heart Sword Stone Pavilion", the void rippling unceasingly.
At a glance, the stone room on the fifth floor of the stone pavilion was at least thirty percent empty.
Tang Huan did not enter the stone house that the yellow-clothed man was cultivating in. Instead, he chose to enter the neighboring stone house and entered.
"Hmm?"
At the edge of the round platform, the yellow clothed man seed to have awoken from a dream and imdiately seed to have realized sothing. He turned his head suddenly and Tang Huan's figure quickly disappeared from his line of sight.
"Rank Six True Spirit? Silver Sword disciple? "
The yellow clothed man muttered in confusion, "Illusion!" This must be my misconception! "
"The fifth floor of this stone pavilion is sothing that even the most elite cultivator in the origin realm wouldn't be able to cultivate for long. Only disciples of the silver sword with Rank Six True Spirit cultivation would be able to join the competition after the Sword-fighting Villa accumulated five thousand points. How could a disciple of the Silver Sword co to the fifth floor to cultivate? "
"It seems like this ti I've cultivated for a bit too long. It actually gave birth to an illusion." The voice slightly paused, and the yellow clothed man couldn't help but shake his head. However, a strange smile appeared on his face. "I wonder who this person is. His courage isn't small, he actually took over that fellow's room. Interesting."
"Senior Brother Lu Jia, why are you muttering to yourself here?"
Suddenly, a rough voice sounded and a tall man of about thirty-seven or thirty-eight years old rushed up from behind. He wore a golden robe, and as he spoke, his angular face revealed a slightly puzzled expression.
"Junior brother Liang Yang, is it possible for a Rank Six True Spirit cultivator to co here to cultivate?" The yellow robed man called Luga asked instead of answering.
"How is this possible?"
"The True Spirit Level Cultivators can only stay on the first floor of the stone pavilion, the Essence Condensation Realm can enter the second floor, the Sky Origin Stage can enter the third floor, and the origin realm can enter the fourth floor. Only the peak of the origin realm can stay here for a long ti to cultivate on the fifth floor of the stone pavilion."
At this point, Liang Yang asked with so surprise, "Senior Brother Lu Jia, why did you suddenly ask about this?"
"Nothing, I'm afraid there will be a commotion here in a few days' ti."
"Oh? What bustle? "
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